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On the whiteboard, with black marker

It’s the start of a new month! I don’t know about you, but for me that means one very special thing – I get to erase the whiteboard calendar and start anew! Ahh nothing beats the aroma of a dry erase marker on a rainy spring morning. By the 29th or 30th of every month, I am breathless in anticipation of my wipe off / write on ritual.

If you do not have a whiteboard calendaring system, I suggest you get yourself to Storables STAT. Don’t be distracted by the pretentious food storage systems. Keep walking past those overpriced closet organizers. Focus, people, FOCUS. The most worthwhile investment is a stylish yet affordable whiteboard calendar. Does it need to be the 2014 model? No, you silly fool! With a whiteboard, you can change the date – including the year! It never expires!!

Tell me more, Amy!

The revolutionary ability to quickly wipe away mistakes or cancellations on a whiteboard allows you to change your entire schedule in just seconds. The only thing that would be easier is if some sort of machine or technological advancement made it possible to create and modify a calendar with the push of a button on a handheld device. But if you think that kind of futuristic robot exists, then I’ve got some land in Florida to sell you!

It’s so easy to re-do a whiteboard calendar that you can even let your kids try it. Last month my daughter had a blast sketching out the month as she wanted it to go:

‘Disnieland’ on the 1st, a ‘fashin show’ on the 15th, fly back on the 31st. So precious!

Now erase that hopeful garbage and fill that whiteboard to the brim with PTA meetings, swim lessons, doctor’s appointments, birthday parties, snack duties, field trips… Get after it and make it a good one! Happy April!

Holy cow! I need to send you the picture of my dry erase calendar. It hasn’t been changed in literally six years. There are appts written down to go to My OB with Luke and that breast feeding class I never went to. I can’t change it now because it’s like a snapshot of our life then.